Led by the light of FaithSerenely beaming, With glowing heartsBy His cradle we stand.So led by light of a starSweetly gleaming, Here came the wise menFrom Orient land.The King of Kings lay thusIn lowly manger, In all our trialsBorn to be our Friend! He knows our need, To our weakness no stranger; Behold your King! Before the lowly bend! Behold your King! your King! Before Him bend.